Who is that girl I see? Staring straight back at me. Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
Mulan was talking about a giant inner conflict between a centuries-old tradition and her own urge to fight for her family; I'm talking about junior year. Comparable situations - right? I think so. So everyone talked about how hard this year was going to be and I rolled off their warnings; I'm totally more capable of handling a balanced schedule. Hah. That was before I added fifty more activities to what I already had along with a few real hard classes. Now, I know I have not taken the most rigorous course load - but I haven't done bad. Having taken 5 AP's at the end of junior year may not be super impressive, but its more than most; so I'm happy. As far as this year, I've done a lot of doubting myself. I am running around from one activities to the next, often have multiple things each night plus homework (pshh, why do they call it "home"work, I don't think I did my homework at home five times this year?) and never stop to refuel. This doesn't leave much time for others. I have found that I've been so caught up in my activities that I am forgetting those things that really make me me: I'm forgetting to smile, I 'm forgetting to make that cute little card for someone on a down day, I'm forgetting to bake cookies for a birthday, I'm forgetting to say "thanks." Each week, I spend Monday through Friday waiting on the weekend for great rejuvenation and rest, when - in reality - I am faced with more craziness. I'm pretty sure I have said "It's just been one of those weeks" every week this year. I guess it's just been one of those years...
And just because I can: a picture! Gees, why can't I be this excited about school now???
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